When I was on Level Three you had your doctors give us all something, something green injected into the neck a few times a day to heighten our abilities. You know what that was. Do you have it with you? Can you get it?
Hey, you know that jewel thing I got, the one you wanted? You can have it. Congratulations. Hand over my money and I hand over the goods. And also, if you're the one causing all the freak accidents, you can stop. It's annoying.
I'm sorry to be a bother, but could anyone here explain to me why the Daily Planet just turned into a tall building that looks a lot like an apartment complex?
Okay, so I'm getting the feeling this ending up where you didn't want to end up, is pretty common here. Unless some whack job who isn't Drell did something to the Other Realm, then we're in big trouble.